Chapter 21 - 21

Chapter 21

Two Months Later

One, two

One, two, three, ow

The hot spray of the shower struck my back as I bowed my head, letting the hard jets dig into my skin turning it at once a bright red while also reducing my muscles to a wonderfully butter-like consistency. Steam filled the air, thick and heavy, making it so that every breath I took filled my lungs with warm moisture that helped soothe away the last remains of stiffness from my sleep.

Wake up, kids

We got the dreamers disease

Age fourteen, they got you down on your knees

So polite, we're busy still saying please

Frienemies, who when you're down ain't your friend

Every night we smash a Mercedes-Benz

First we run, and then we laugh 'til we cry

'One of the benefits of jailbreaking the anime's soundtrack is I always get good music when I shower,' I thought to myself, finally deciding it was time to get out and seize the day. While my new found wealth meant that honestly I didn't need to do anything other than be a lazy little sloth my mind was not one that handled being in idle for long. I needed to stimulate it, to keep it from eating itself. Thus the shower was turned off and I stepped into the foggy bathroom proper, snagging two plush blue towels; one going around my shoulders and back like Lando's cape while the other covered up my manly bits. 'Wonder if the anime would censor it with a bar or something if I tried to step out in public?'

But when the night is falling

You cannot find the light (light)

You feel your dreams are dying

Hold tight

Walking over to the mirror I grabbed the hand towel and ran it over the cloudy surface, revealing my reflection. I smiled as I took in the image before me... and the thick circle beard that finally adorned my face.

"Well... hello there," I said, greeting myself. At last I was feeling like my actual self again.

You've got the music in you

Don't let go

You've got the music in you

One dance left

This world is gonna pull through

Don't give up

You've got a reason to live

Can't forget

We only get what we give

It was so very odd to think about, the idea that I could be trapped in a strange new world, in a body younger than my own, doing things I had never done before... but it was a beard that gave me comfort. But it did. I had grown it out when I'd quit a job that I hadn't enjoyed and it had taken years to get it just how I liked it. But now it was... me. Remove it and I was someone else. Younger, na?ve, not ready for the world and the dangers it posed. It was my mask, my cape, my cowl. With it I felt strong and powerful.

I stroked my chin and nodded before padding out into my uncle's apartment.

I'm comin' home, baby

You're tops

Give it to me now

My uncle had left early that morning, telling me he had far too much work to do at his network to lounge around like I did. Honestly I think he was annoyed that the cast had finally been removed from his leg and he had no excuse to work at home. That left me all alone meaning I was able to walk into the kitchen in just my towels and grab breakfast, pouring out the dry Mini Wheats and microwaving a cup of hot coco while flipping on the news, the music slowly fading out as I did so.

"Convenient," I muttered to myself as I sat down at the counter and watched some report on a new gaming store that was going to be opening up next month. Only after the fact would I remember that it was Duke's store but since I really didn't give a flying fuck about Dungeon Dice Monsters it was an easy pass for me. "A lot has been a pass for me," I said quietly between bites of cereal.

When we'd returned from Duelist Kingdom I'd parted ways with Yugi and his friends, missing out on the chance to see Rebecca... mostly because I couldn't figure out an excuse to hang out with the teens. It had been okay on the island but it was creepy to have a grown man being buddy-buddy with a group of kids and I didn't feel like getting accused of going after Thirst Trap Tea ('mental note: never call her that again'). Of course if memory served not much had happened after Rebecca so I really wasn't missing out on much. Besides, I had been dealing with my own things; one didn't suddenly become a millionaire and not need to deal with paperwork. I'd gotten myself a good financial advisor (though when I'd called my dad and brother they'd offered to help me invest the money; apparently they were playing the stock market now in this world) to make my money work for me and while I had done some work for CCN eventually my uncle had admitted he just couldn't send me out to cover things because I ended up, through no fault of my own, making the story about myself.

Because my little trip to Pegasus' island had made me someone everyone in Domino wanted to talk to.

"And in legal news," the TV said, the plot convenience fairy deciding to spread her pixie dust at that moment, "Maximillion Pegasus has finalized his plea deal with investigators concerning the Duelist Kingdom Incident. Mr. Pegasus, as part of the deal, has turned over new evidence concerning the attempted hostile takeover of Kaibacorp. Fariza Nightingale reports."

I turned out the reporter as she covered the latest development; for me this was all old news. When my uncle's security team had stormed Duelist Kingdom they had managed to take Pegasus alive, though despite my warnings he'd still ended up facing Yami Bakura in a Shadow Duel and losing the Millennium Eye at its conclusion. Of course the wily bastard had actually decided to spin that to his advantage, crafting a tale about how he'd been double crossed by the Big 5 and attacked, losing his eye in the process. Since only the finalists of Duelist Kingdom knew that he'd already lost his eye the world had reacted in shock and horror at the vicious assault and that had earned Pegasus a ton of good will.

And a public willing to listen to the bullshit Pegasus whipped up...

~One Month Early~

"I am a simple man," Pegasus said, his voice soft.

People had seen the head of Industrial Illusions in many ways but never had they seen him looking so utterly vulnerable. He was barely sitting up in his hospital bed, having regained some of his strength but still clearly on the road to recovery. His skin was pale and his hair pulled back in a ponytail, which gave the gathered reporters a perfect look at his bandaged face. A thick pad lay under the gauze where his left eye had once been and though the wrappings were clean and clear everyone was imagining the blood and gore that must lay hidden underneath. While he was wearing rather expensive pajamas these were not the elegant suits that all were used to seeing him wear. He looked tired and worn down and pitiful and whoever his consultant was deserved every dime he charged because he understood what people wanted. Yes, there was something wonderful about seeing the mighty come crashing down. But after that? People loved a redemption story.

"I have always wanted to just make everyone happy. It is why I turned my family's wealth towards the creation of Duel Monsters... it was a chance to bring joy to the world." He smiled but with his face wrapped as it was it was harder to do so and thus made the smile all the more pitiful. "I suppose that has also made me trust the wrong people. I believe that all in the world are as I am, hoping merely to bring joy and light to others. Oh, they might not be as open as I am about it..." he shook his head in mirth only to wince, reaching up and touching his temple. Cameras flashed to catch the image; a ploy if ever there was one but everyone was eating it up so why bother calling it out? A lie may be a lie but if it served a good story could it not be forgiven?

Pegasus let out a sigh, rallying his strength. "Pardon me for that. I was merely thinking of Seto Kaiba. He is much like me, though I know even he would deny it. He prefers the image of aloofness and coldness... to be expected, considering his age. And yet... he has taken Kaibacorp and refocused it from war to the enjoyment of children. If there is one true regret I have in all of this it is that my failure to see the truth in others and their actions has caused one who like myself merely wishes to make others happy so much pain.

"I was lied to by the Big 5. They fed me fabrication and by the time I realized what they were truly seeking to do it was too late. I was in too deep and all I could do was try and dig my way out of the mess I had created. And for that I am sorry. For the pain I caused Seto Kaiba. The trauma I unintentionally caused Mokuba Kaiba. The fear and panic that I bred in Edwin Chaos that made him believe me to be a monster... no. No, I mustn't say it like that. It makes it seem like I blame him for his actions when in reality I should be thanking him. His threats to go to the police... they are what finally opened my eyes to just how many horrible things I had done without even realizing it. So thank you Edwin... thank you.

"I swear that I will do all I can to make things right. That I will correct my mistakes. And just as importantly I will make sure that the Big 5 are brought to justice!"

Cameras flashed once more. Reporters gave breathless commentary and analysis on what Pegasus had just said.

And in the shadows of Domino City's institutes of power the ones pulling the strings quickly scrambled to change alliances and alter plans.

~MC~MC~MC~

'A few greased palms, a goodwill tour out of the country for a while, and Pegasus is already back to being seen as a golden child.' I shook my head. 'I'd be disgusted if it weren't so fucking impressive.' It was the strange dichotomy that existed within me: I hated liars but also admired them. I wanted people to be honest with me, to tell me how they truly felt and not dick around with me... but if someone told a brilliant lie I would applaud and praise them.

"Just admit it," I muttered to myself as I put my bowl in the dishwasher, "you just like being in the know."

What had helped Pegasus out more was that no one pushed for him to face harsher punishment than fines and some public apologies. Yugi had stayed quiet as there was no way he could actually prove that his grandpa's injuries and condition had been caused by Pegasus. Plus Yugi was the forgiving sort, willing to turn any enemy into a friend. Honestly if Zorc had admitted he saw the error of his ways Yugi would have given him a handshake even before the dark god of doom could wash the blood off his talons. As for Mokuba he was much the same and he'd even pointed out to me, when I asked him about it, that Pegasus had been rather kind to him. Yes, he'd made his castle Mokuba's prison but it had been Kemo and the rest of the Big 5's goons that had actually grabbed him, threatened him, and hurt him. Pegasus had been polite, saw to his needs, and even expressed concern when he'd learned that one of the goons had hurt Mokuba's wrist during the kidnapping.

'And Seto?' I thought as I walked back into my room to change into my clothes. 'I think he just wants a rematch and he knows he can't get one if Pegasus is in jail!'

While Pegasus had gotten off with a slap on the wrist the Big Five and their forces hadn't been so lucky. Pegasus had quickly turned over evidence to the government of Japan and apparently had managed to cover his tracks well enough that all his worst sins got pinned right onto the Big 5. My uncle had been vicious as well when it came to the board members; he had no true beef with Pegasus and while I hadn't said I wanted the man off the hook I also hadn't pressed him to go after the creator of Duel Monsters. He was fine with letting him go but the Big 5 were a different story. The arrest of Kemo alone had been played around the clock and all his Talking Heads and Opinion Hosts had been given orders to ruin everyone else involved in the kidnapping. Renard had given an interview before he headed out of the country to inform everyone about the bounty that had been placed my head (and on Seto and Yugi) and that had only fueled my Uncle's rage.

The pictures of the healing burns on my arms from PaniK had sent him on the warpath.

Within a few days the Big 5's names were mud and the court of public opinion were calling for a lynching. The media (which I understood now more than ever that my uncle completely controlled, at least in Japan) played me off as a saint who risked his life to protect a young boy from a group of corporate backstabbers. The history of them betraying first Gozaburo and then Seto only made the situation worse; the fact that Gozaburo hadn't been seen since the first hostile takeover only causing the rumors to grow and swell in size and strength. No amount of bribing or fancy legal footwork were going to save them.

Which was why everyone hadn't been at all shocked when their bodies had been found five weeks ago.

The doctors were still confused as to how they had died but there was no question that the men had committed suicide in order to avoid facing punishment. Only I knew the truth: the Big 5 had staged their deaths and put their minds in the VR world, awaiting the moment when they could swap bodies with someone else and each begin their lives anew. It was worrisome but yet another one of those things that I couldn't actually take care of myself. Not at this stage.

'Though that doesn't mean I don't take precautions.' I looked over at my computer as I got dressed, which I had already 'locked' with the Millennium Key, using its magic to make it virus proof (and that had been a fun time test driving that out, especially when my Uncle had walked in to find me casually browsing the filthiest of porn sites I could find on the internet in this world... I would never look at Pot of Greed the same way again... and yet I still couldn't fucking curse).

"Sir?"

"Jeebus!" I cried out, leaping into the air and looking around wildly before taking a calming breath and turning to the stupid intercom system my uncle had set up in the apartment that I kept forgetting about. "Yes?" I said, hoping my voice didn't sound as squeaky on it as it did in my own ears.

"The limo has arrived."

"I'll be down in ten." I threw on a pair of brown dress shoes and yanked on a cord blazer, looking myself over before giving a nod. I might have considered getting more dressed up for this event but knowing that Kaiba would be wearing his normal dark clothing I figured that I could get away with business casual... or college professor, whatever you wanted to call dark jeans and a thick t-shirt under my more dressy clothing. Grabbing the new custom deck box I'd had made a few weeks back (which held all four of my decks) along with my wallet I took the elevator downstairs and stepped into the waiting limo, heading off to make my life more complicated.

~MC~MC~MC~

"Remind me again why we have to do this?" Seto complained as he walked through the halls of KaibaCorp.

His assistant, a woman named Kiko, didn't even twitch at the way he dismissed all the work she had put into the upcoming press conference. "Both takeovers of Kaibacorp came because the CEO was seen as weak-" Seto grit his teeth at that assessment, since he had been the CEO during the second attempt, "-and thus the Big 5 saw a chance to pounce."

"But the Big 5 are no longer a concern," Seto said firmly. While he would have preferred to see them arrested for their crimes and for once actually face justice for their actions he was willing to accept their deaths as a fair trade; it meant that they wouldn't ever bother him or Mokuba again and that was good enough for him. Honestly if they had just come after him he'd have probably fired them and given them severance packages. But they'd gone after Mokuba and now knowing just how much they had done to his brother beyond what Pegasus wanted had made them his number one target.

"But that doesn't mean that there aren't others that might make a move against you. Plus there are our business partners to think of. The markets don't like risk and uncertainty and you nearly losing your company has caused that. This will show that things are stabilizing. Which you will need with your move to shift Kaibacorp away from weapons manufacturing."

"Very well," Seto said dismissively. As much as he hated this dog and pony show that he was being forced to put on if it meant that he was able to achieve his dream for his company that he was willing to go through the motions. He had sworn the first night in the orphanage that he would do all he could to bring joy to children throughout the world, so that they might never know the pain he'd known. He donated to charities, was on the board for several groups like Make A Wish, and had invested in schools in poor nations. Anything to give the little ones the one thing he could never get back even with all his money: a childhood.

'And changing Kaibacorp is the cornerstone of all my plans,' he thought as he stepped into the elevator, Kiko right beside him. 'Gozaburo thought only about money and didn't care in the slightest what his actions might do to others. I refuse to become like him. Everyone thinks I'm mad doing this but I am going to prove that games and entertainment can be even more profitable than missiles and tanks!'

"Here are your notes for your speech, sir," Kiko said, handing him some notecards as the elevator opened and they emerged onto the ground floor of the Kaiba Corporation's Domino Headquarters. "I did my best to mimic your own style of vocalizing, so that it felt natural."

"I assume that means its short and to the point?" Seto huffed. "I have projects that I need to still work on." His assistant merely nodded and Seto let out a grunt of acceptance before moving to stand outside the door while Kiko went to make sure everything was ready for him. 'This is a waste of time. Why do I even have a PR Firm on commission if they expect me to do all their work for them?' He adjusted his dark jacket, making sure it was straight, while his mind drifted to all the projects that were awaiting him.

First off there was his new Duel Disc. While the first version had worked well enough at Duelist Kingdom it had also shown the limitations. Having to recall it each time in order to add a card, thus causing monsters to appear and reappear, was time consuming and ruined the emersion of the duel. His latest version combined the larger dueling platforms with his duel disk system to create a far better experience... or it would once he got the final kinks worked out. As an inventor he always felt he could make something better. Tweak the power output of the projectors to get a longer lifespan on the batteries. Reduce the weight. Strengthen the frame. Already R&D were pressing him to finish up with the prototype so they could begin mass producing it, warning him that he needed to be done in 2 weeks if he wished to keep to his timetable. He wanted the Duel Discs ready for purchase by the summer, as that would be the perfect time for people to go outside and try them out. He understood also that in the end he'd never make that deadline; rather what would happen would be that one day someone would arrive, take the Duel Disc away, and he'd have to accept that the first mass produced version wouldn't be 'finished' to his liking.

Then there was his new rules for Duel Monsters. Duelist Kingdom had shown him that there was so much untapped potential in the game and he wanted to evolve it and truly make the game a cultural phenomenon. Make is more complex and faster, so that one wrong move could ruin everything while also making it that a duelist with a bit of cunning could turn things around in an instant. He already had sketched out some ideas, like a Tributing system, but he still needed to work out the bugs. For example he found the duels ended far too quickly with his 'Attack Directly' rule and he was thus experimenting with different life point amounts to try and make things more balanced...

'And then there are my decks,' he thought to himself. He had been startled when he'd arrived back from Duelist Kingdom, thinking that he wouldn't have to interact with Pegasus for a long time, only for a package to arrive from the man a week later. At first he'd assumed it was a trick and gotten security (HIS security... newly hired and vetted to make sure they were loyal to him) to check it over only to learn that the package contained, of all things, two decks. 'And what decks they are,' he thought, a rare smile slipping onto his features.

The first, the ABC Dragon Deck, was a machine deck that focused on combining monsters together; not like fusion but rather machines linking together to create even stronger machines. The deck was fast and tough and he'd spent hours testing it against his dueling computer to understand exactly how it worked. He would have done more with it if it weren't for the other deck that had come from Pegasus: a new Blue Eyes deck.

Blue-Eyes Alternative Dragon. Maiden with Eyes of Blue. Several new fusion monsters. All of it had been so shocking that Seto had been rendered dumb by it for several minutes, only awaken from his stupor by Mokuba's excited declaration that Pegasus had sent HIM a deck as well. It was a good deck, one that Seto was rather impressed by, but still... his new Blue Eyes deck, especially when he'd added a few rare spells and his original three Blue Eyes White Dragons to it... there was nothing else like it!

'With that deck Yugi won't stand a chance against me!' Seto thought to himself with what was, for him at least, glee. 'An actual win, with no excuses and claims that I cheated my way into a victory! Everyone will have no choice but admit that I am the one, and only, King of Games!'

The images of him defeating the boy that had disgraced him with his first loss improved his mood just enough that he found himself willing to actually go through with this foolish press conference.

"Ladies and Gentlemen," Mr. Parker, Kaibacorp's head of public relations, called out to the gathered reporters as Seto walked onto the stage that had been set up and took a seat near the podium. The lobby had been converted into a pressroom, with folding chairs lined up before the stage, flags with the Kaibacorp logo dangling behind the podium where Mr. Parker stood. The man was one of the few remaining leftovers from his step father's time at the company that Seto had no plans on sacking even after the Big 5's betrayal. The man was damn good at his job and had shown the proper amount of detachment, to the point that Seto, when he'd asked Mr. Parker what his first name was, had been informed by the thick-set man that 'he didn't want to get chummy with his boss'. Seto had appreciated the fact that the man had no interest in trying to act like a mentor or a father figure to him and as such kept him on. And would continue to do so; Mr. Parker was great at his job.

The reporters continued to murmur to themselves and Seto fought the urge to clear his throat and get them to shut up; he'd been warned plenty of times that such acts would always look bad. He didn't care what the tabloids said about him, as only fools cared about such things, but he did care about his company. And if keeping his company stable meant resisting the urge to call the reporters a bunch of load-mouthed idiots with no impulse control then he'd do just that.

'And if it means going through with this deal...' he thought to himself.

"I know that there have been many questions concerning the state of Kaibacorp after the events of Duelist Kingdom. We have called this press conference to clear up everything, remove the baseless rumors and gossip, and unveil so of the new and exciting avenues we will be moving towards in the future."

Seto tuned the man out for the most part; he had no need to really pay attention to what he had to say, seeing as he already knew all about it. He'd been the one to iron out the final wrinkles in the entire situation that Pegasus had created.

When the fop had made his deal with the Big 5 he had begun to tie Seto's company up tight with his own under the assumption that soon he would be in charge of both anyway. So why deal with the headache of two different companies when he could just have one massive one with several large divisions? He'd never considered what would happen if Seto got through Duelist Kingdom though... and that was where the problems had arisen. He'd returned to Domino to find that Kaibacorp as he knew it no longer existed. Rather there was the currently unnamed merged super-corporation of which he now held a controlling interest in.

At first he had sought to detangle himself from Industrial Illusions, wanting nothing to do with the company. He'd set his lawyers on it only to get a surprise meeting request from suits from II. With Pegasus in trouble with the law the lawyers for Industrial Illusions had decided that have the stabilizing influence of Kaibacorp and Seto Kaiba were the perfect thing to save their company. They wanted him to keep the companies merged and agree to work with Pegasus to keep things running smoothly.

He'd naturally laughed in their faces though he doubted that Mr. Parker would be mentioning that in his rundown of the events.

What had changed his mind was when the lawyers had informed him that as part of the deal Pegasus, fearing losing everything with the government breathing down his neck and plenty of rivals circling waiting for a moment to pounce, had agreed to a one-way only information and product share. That meant that Pegasus couldn't get his hands on Seto's hologram tech... but Seto had access to Duel Monsters.

Likenesses. Designs. Information.

Suddenly his dreams for Kaibaland seemed so... small.

"Pardon?"

"They don't have an appointment. Seto is in his lab working on a project."

Yuri shrugged. "He probably didn't want to worry you..." She trailed off as her mind caught up with what she'd just said. "No... other people would hide things to spare your feelings. Your brother-"

"He'd tell me," Mokuba said firmly, daring her to disagree.

I can feel it coming in the air tonight, (Oh lord)

And I've been waiting for this moment, for all my life, (Oh lord)

Can you feel it coming in the air tonight, oh lord, (Oh lord)

Yuri looked back the way they'd come, tendrils of ice wrapping around her stomach and clenching down hard. Somewhere in the distance she could hear music playing, dark and moody. "Mokuba, stay here." She began to go back the way they'd come and honestly wasn't surprised the young boy was hot on her heels. Stopping by the doorway she pressed her finger to her lips before leaning around slowly to stare into the room, her position making it that neither of the men inside could see her or Mokuba. One was Edwin, who was slowly pacing the room. The other was- "Dad?"

Well, if you told me you were drowning

I would not lend a hand

I've seen your face before my friend

But I don't know if you know who I am

"-you want to stick with your story?" her dad asked, his tone light and friendly but carrying an edge she recognized all too well. It was one he'd used many times when she had done something he didn't agree with and he hoped that if he just played at being her friend she'd come to his way of seeing things. That hadn't worked when she was 8 years old and just had to have a GI Joe instead of a Barbie and it didn't work now.

"Very much so," Edwin Chaos said casually. "It's the truth."

"But what is the truth, Mr. Chaos? Eye of the beholder and all that."

Well, I was there and I saw what you did

I saw it with my own two eyes

So you can wipe off that grin, I know where you've been

It's all been a pack of lies.

"Yes yes," the younger man said and Yuri could hear him rolling his eyes. "History is written by the winners and all that. But from where I am standing... I'm the winner and thus my truth is going to be the only truth. Funny, that." He continued to move around and despite the tense situation and her horror that her father had figured out how to use her to do some dirty work Yuri couldn't help but feel annoyed because did that boy ever STOP flapping his lips or bouncing around like a pixie on a sugar high?

'The Guardian Devil?' she thought, thinking of the name the man had apparently given himself yet everyone used for him (or a variation of; Pegasus called him the silver-tongued devil while the elder Kaiba called him a serpent). 'More like the manic cherub.'

And I can feel it coming in the air tonight, (Oh lord)

Well I've been waiting for this moment for all my life, (Oh lord)

I can feel it coming in the air tonight, oh lord

Well I've been waiting for this moment for all my life oh Lord, (Oh Lord)

"Do you have not respect for order?" her father asked.

"You do remember my last name is 'Chaos' right? Names have powerful meanings."

"I only-"

But Edwin cut him off. "One could say I'm an Agent of Chaos. Just like they could say that being a Gardner means you like sticking your hands in the fertilizer so long as you get something sweet for yourself."

Yuri winced. Her father was a proud man and wouldn't take kindly to such disrespect.

Well I remember, I remember don't worry

How could I ever forget

It's the first time, the last time we ever met

But I know the reason why you keep this silence up

"Things run a certain way in Domino. There is an order to it. We don't like people that rock the boat. You doing this to the Big 5-"

"Do you ever refer to them individually?"

"-Seto Kaiba ruining my friend Gozaburo -"

"Or is it only by the nickname for all of them?"

"-it causes so many problems. So... so many problems. For so many people. You and Seto Kaiba thrive on that, don't you? Ruining people for your own gains." Her father shook his head in mock sympathy. "Its too bad I wasn't able to get here in time to stop Seto from attacking you."

No you don't fool me

The hurt doesn't show, but the pain still grows

It's no stranger to you and me

Her father's arm twitched, something metallic flashed, and Edwin's body went stiff as her father drove a knife into his stomach.

"The Big 5 send their regards," he hissed, viciously twisting the blade before ripping it out and readying to slash at Edwin's throat.

I can feel it coming in the air tonight, Oh lord

Well I've been waiting for this moment for all my life, (Oh lord)

Mokuba screamed something, Yuri wasn't sure what. All she knew was that caused at once her father to freeze up while also freeing her from her paralysis. That changed everything as it gave Yuri the seconds needed to leap into the room, extending the collapsible thin baton she always kept on her person and bash it across her father's face. He reeled back in shock but Yuri didn't give him a chance to react before she swung again, a violent CRACK! filling the air before he fell down to the floor, out cold. Yuri stood over her father's form, panting, baton hanging limply in her fingers as her mind raced over what had just happened.

I can feel it in the air tonight, oh lord, (Oh lord)

Well I've been waiting for this moment for all my life, Oh lord

"EDWIN!" Mokuba screamed, once more snapping her out of her daze. Yuri turned to see Edwin had stumbled into a wall, clutching at his stomach. His skin was already pale while his shirt was growing dark and then he was falling, Mokuba crying out in horror. Yuri rushed forward, catching him as he fell, her mind racing as she went over her training from the Academy on what to do with stabbing victims. There was just so much blood and in that moment it felt like she'd never seen blood before.

"Mokuba, I need something to press against the wound to stop the bleeding!" Yuri snapped and to the boy's credit he stopped crying out and began to run around, focusing on that task. 'Good... good... can't deal with a panicked child and Edwin at the same time,' she thought as she ran through her options. Her father had been vicious, twisting the blade to make the wound larger before ripping out the knife. That was actually the worst part, for if he'd kept it in then Edwin would have had a better chance. Skin was elastic and would actually seal around a blade to help stop blood loss. But now there was nothing to plug the wound and the blond man was bleeding out right in front of her. 'Only one wound... we have a chance...'

There was a RIP! and Yuri turned to see Mokuba had actually managed to tear off her father's shirt. She would have laughed if in any other situation but instead she focused on taking the garment and pressing it to the wound, Edwin hissing in pain.

"This... this is bad," he got out.

"It's okay. Just a single stab wound," Yuri assured him.

But Edwin was shaking his head. "Da... Da Vinic Code."

"What?"

"Book. Curator is shot-"

"This is different."

"-in the stomach. Bile and acid begin to leak out... long, slow, painful way to die." He shut his eyes and hissed as Yuri applied more force, her hands sticky from the blood. "And there's too much blood. He... he hit something."

"You don't... he might have missed-"

"He didn't." Edwin's face screwed up tight and when he opened them again tears spilled down his cheeks, all confidence and bravado gone as he looked at her and whispered, "I'm scared."

That admission actually helped Yuri. It forced her not to panic and instead slip into the role of cop. She'd been trained for this. This was her job and she was good at it! "Don't be. We're going to get you help and you'll be fine." She turned towards Mokuba, the boy having turned away from them and gone over to a large piece of machinery, looking it over. "Mokuba, I need you to call for help."

Edwin squeezed his eyes shut, fingers wrapping around her wrists, clinging to her. "Our father, who art in Heaven..."

In the back of her mind Yuri found herself startled that the 'Guardian Devil' was apparently religious. But there he was, doing the Lord's Prayer. "Mokuba-"

"Seto!" Mokuba finally cried out and for a moment Yuri thought that the businessman had shown up. That would be a godsend; Seto Kaiba wouldn't panic. He would help her take control and get things handled. But there was no one there, just her and Edwin and Mokuba and the-

"Oh," she said as she saw Seto Kaiba laying in the machine, still and unresponsive. 'Please... please tell me my dad didn't murder Seto Kaiba.'

But then Mokuba spoke up again. "He's in the VR pod... I can't get him out though!" Yuri twisted to get a better look, Edwin crying out as she shifted her weight before returning to his prayer. "He's locked in!"

What the hell? "Leave him," Yuri snapped. "We can help him later. Edwin needs us now! If we don't get someone here now he's going to die."

Mokuba started at that before shaking his head. "There isn't a medic on staff... Seto is doing hiring..."

"Of course he is," Yuri grumbled. She pulled one hand away and went for her radio. "This is Yuri-"

All she got was static.

"Dad." Of course he'd done something to her radio! "Mokuba, we need to get someone here, now. We're running out of time. Find someone on staff and have them call-"

"Time?" Mokuba said, eyes flickering with inspiration. "Time! We can get him time!" He ran over to her and began to tug on the man's shoulder, Edwin shuddering and the compress shifting causing blood to begin leaking from the wound again. "Come on!"

"Mokuba, we need to leave him here-"

"No!" Mokuba said firmly and in that moment when she met his gaze she saw his brother in him. The forceful power to dominate all. "Seto designed these VR pods to put people into stasis, that way they could explore the world he'd created without needing to eat or sleep. It's like cyrogenics... completely stops everything."

Yuri blinked at that. "Seriously?"

"Yeah! He told me all about it!"

The detective bit her lip. It was a risk... she didn't know if it would even work. But if it did then it would buy them time to get medics here. Because right now-

"If... if I get a vote?" Edwin said weakly. "I vote 'not dying'."

Yuri swallowed. "Open the pod."

Mokuba scurried forward while Yuri lifted Edwin up, forcing his hands against the wound and commanding him to apply pressure. Every step seemed to take an eternity, the distance stretching out like miles when it was only a few feet.

But finally they reached the pod and Yuri settled Edwin down, pulling back as Mokuba pressed a button and a clear shell closed around the pod while a metal half helm covered Edwin's eyes and ears. Mokuba had snagged a deck from Edwin's belt and put it into the machine because of course the device required a scan of a duel monsters deck.

"Edwin!" Mokuba suddenly exclaimed. "If Seto is trapped in there you might get trapped too!"

The man managed a weak smile. "I'll tell him you said hello."

Mokuba pressed the final button and there was a brief flash of light and suddenly Edwin went as still as a corpse. For a moment Yuri feared that they'd taken too long and he'd bled out but then a computer on the side of the pod beeped and Edwin's vitals popped up.

"PLAYER SECURED."

Yuri sagged in relief. The wound wasn't bleeding out any more and while his vitals were still in the danger zone he'd just gotten the time he needed.

"Mokuba?" she got out. "Could you please now call security and tell them we need a medical team here? Edwin will still need to be looked over once we get him out."

"Right!" Mokuba said quickly, hurrying off.

That left Yuri alone to walk over to her father and slap a set of cuffs on him before slumping down on the floor, pressing her blood-stained fists to her head before letting out a scream.